It’s approximately 12:45 a.m., Thursday night, or shall I say Friday morning when I leave my dorm to return a Netflix movie I had rented from Wal-Mart two days before.
My roommate decided he’d be so kind as to lend me his very small, 2006 gold Alero being that my vehicle was running low on gas. His car is ridiculously small, I can’t stress that enough. But I guess when you’re 6’6 and go by the name of “Bear,” it doesn’t make it any to get in and out of the car, much less drive it.
Nonetheless, he did lend his car to me on the condition that I would be very careful in it. He had never leant out his car to anyone, not even his own mother. I felt so privileged, that was until a deer decided to ram the driver’s side door. Suicidal, I know. Yes, I know what you’re thinking right about now. That I’m stubborn and don’t want to admit that I ran over one of Texas A&M International University’s precious wildlife creatures, but honestly the deer ran into me. For this, I don’t exactly know why, but I have a pretty good guess. You know how they say deer are attracted to the light? Well, it was late at night when this happened, and the lights to the car were on. Or maybe another deer was calling and its first reaction was to run full speed, even if that meant hitting my roommates car head on. I was literally driving 22 mph and I noticed no deer in the street or on the green, it came out of nowhere.
Don’t get me wrong, I love animals and I feel awful for having somewhat been responsible for hurting this innocent deer, but I honestly didn’t see it coming. I was blind sighted. Even worse, I didn’t have the heart or the guts to turn back and see whether or not it was still alive. I just checked the rearview mirror and saw that it rolled a good six, seven times. I really didn’t want to see it suffer, so instead of turning back I picked up my cell phone instead and called my roommate and told him what happened. Once I parked back at the dorms, there my roommate was looking angrier than ever. As I got out of the car I started apologizing right away. It didn’t take us but two seconds to see where the damage was done. The side of the driver’s door was dented just a bit, but not that bad considering this deer was pretty big, and lets not disregard that it was running full speed too.
My roommate was upset and I would have been too if it was my car, but luckily for both him and I, he had full coverage insurance. The on-campus police arrived shortly after the incident and filed a police report so that my roommate would be able to get the damages fixed. Of course he said he was driving and that I was in the passenger side for insurance purposes. In a way I guess you can say he did me that favor.
After apologizing a thousand times, he finally forgave me. Sadly, the cops were unable to tell us whether or not the deer was alive. On campus, I am now known as the Bear who killed the deer, with a car that is.